Hyperpuberty: Johansson Family

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Kyle woke up, having undergone the hyperpuberty all Johansson boys do. Or rather, he was a Johansson man now.

It was disorienting at first, waking up completely naked his room. Last night, he was hit with the famous Johansson hyperpuberty. All men in the family got it.  No one knew if it was some mutation of genetics or a curse. One thing was always certain, one night, parents in the Johansson family would put their adorable sons to bed, only to find a stud in his bed the next morning. It wasn’t just a physical change either. The boy’s mind would mature with all the experience his new body would have. A gradual but inevitable outcome.

Sighing, Kyle plopped on his favorite cap backwards. It had an adjustable strap, so it had no problem fitting his reshaped head. A total jock move he did subconsciously; his hyperpuberty already making its mental claim. Kyle had expected this to happen someday but not so soon. He had gone to bed 11 and woke up at 19. Everything about his new body was heavy and large, his chest, his arms, his legs, and his ass. Truly felt like he was packing a whole lot in the trunk these days.  

His pajamas were as good as gone; he knew that much at least. His two older brothers had also gone through hyperpuberty and were away at college now. Well, Kyle would probably be joining them soon. Though he was certainly on the younger scale of Johansson men who experience hyper puberty. His oldest brother didn’t get till he was 15 and even he only grew to 18. Kyle, on the other hand, had packed on a full 8 years.

There was a familiar three knock pattern on Kyle’s door, as his father walked in carrying a basket of laundry “Rise and shine, my star boy.” His usual morning greeting as he entered with a smile that quickly faded as he dropped the laundry hamper with the clean clothes, mouth agape.

“Oh fuck, dad!” Kyle grabbed his small comforter to cover himself. Then his hand snapped over his mouth. He had just cussed, the bad word slipped out of his mouth like butter. He knew a whole slew of bad words that he was now itching to use. But Kyle knew it was wrong to curse, especially in front of his father. Though that was just a child’s way of thinking, he was a man now.

Kyle’s father shook his head quickly, before exclaiming, “Son, you’re massive!” He walked over to his son, helping the naked young man stand up off the bed. Kyle dropped the comforter and let his cock and balls swing freely between his new thick thighs, as he stood in the middle of the room. “I gotta get a look at you.” His dad said walking around him. “We should’ve had more time with you.” Kyle’s dad was in disbelief. Hyperpuberty was no joke; there was an extreme difference from being the parents of a kid to the parents of a young man. Now the Johansson’s had 3 of them. That meant college tuition, sports games and hoping none of the boys got a girl pregnant. Not to mention how to break the news to his wife.